My Super Estate

Chapter 58—Transactions with Gods

In the main hall, Chen Bing was taken away by Mu Xiong.

Wang Yang has been continuing.

Finally, the main hall was empty, and the clouds of faith were completely consumed.

"brother!"

Wang Yang just stopped, Luo Jian rushed up for the first time.

"Brother, how are you?"

Watching Wang Yang Qiyang have blood, Luo Jian asked nervously.

Wang Yang shook his head and said, "I'm fine, but how are you?"

"I'm fine, I had some injuries before, and after a period of rehabilitation, it was almost better."

Luo Jian grinned and smiled.

"Okay, this time, I really want to thank the emperor. Let's go. We worship the emperor."

With that, Wang Yang pulled Luo Jian, knelt in front of the statue of Saint Emperor, and bowed his head respectfully.

Not to mention his respect as a god, just to help himself and repel the powerful enemy just now, Wang Yang also felt that this sacrifice was totally worthwhile.

"His Royal Highness, thank you before."

Click...

There was something Wang Yang had to say. From the door, there were steady footsteps.

Turning his head, he turned out to be a monk, headed by an old monk in his fifties.

"You are?"

Wang Yang asked, looking at the person, his face slightly cold.

There are temple festivals in the big temple, and there are some monks. These were known to Wang Yang before. They have been the managers of Nanyue all the time.

However, before, Chen Bing and others appeared to drive out the pilgrims, these people did not show up, and even caused themselves to be almost killed, Wang Yang was naturally unhappy.

"Two, courteous, old monk, Tim presided over the temple."

The old monk joined together and saluted Wang Yang.

Wang Yang sneered and said: "I dare not, in Nanyue, you actually indulge the people of the Black Dragon Gang, here Hulai, where do I dare to accept your courtesy?"

Wang Yang will not forgive him so easily.

The old monk hehe, saying the Buddha's name, said: "Nanyue Temple, although it is a Buddhist temple, but it is dedicated to the Holy Emperor. Before that, Lao Na received the Divine Thought of the Holy Emperor and said, the Great Temple came A little friend, let Lao Na and others ignore it."

"?"

Wang Yang pointed at himself, unable to speak for a long time, and said, "Little friend, do you mean, am I?"

Wang Yang's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

Holy emperor, an ancient god, calling himself a little friend, what a joke?

The old monk nodded and said, "Yes, before, the Holy Emperor explained this way."

"Brother, this, what's going on?"

Luo Jian was also confused.

My cousin, a month ago, was still a farmer who had nothing, could he be a friend of the ancient god?

Wang Yang smiled bitterly and said, "I want to know too."

Looking at the old monk, he was sure that he had not lied, and he nodded helplessly, saying: "Well, the so-called little friend, it's me, let's say, Holy Emperor, what else did he say?"

Wang Yang thought that before, the Holy Emperor really helped himself, so he nodded helplessly and agreed with the old monk's statement.

"Yes, the Holy Emperor did make an explanation."

"Speak!"

Wang Yang was expressionless.

"Holy Emperor said, this is a flat peach seed, I hope you can plant it alive."

"what?"

Wang Yang's eyes widened, looking at a peach core exuding nine-color glow in the hands of the old monk.

Luo Jian couldn't believe it either.

Flat peach, as a Chinese, this kind of ancient mythological creature, how can he not know?

Just knowing that he is even more incredible.

"you sure?"

Pointing at the peach core, Luo Jian asked loudly.

Although it exudes nine-color glow, it is very strange, but to say that this is the flat peach seed, Luo Jian did not believe it.

The old monk nodded and said, "Ten years ago, Lao Na felt the Divine Thought of the Holy Emperor and has since become the spokesperson of the Holy Emperor in the world.

On weekdays, Lao Na had the most, and the Holy Emperor only asked for faith. Today, for the first time, the Holy Emperor personally assigned the task."

The old monk held out his hand and handed the peach core to Wang Yang.

Wang Yang was incredible and reached out to take it.

Indistinctly, he seemed to know why he had an invisible line of sight from the time he entered the large temple. This was the divine thought of the Holy Emperor, and he sensed the Ziyang Mantra he practiced.

"Holy Emperor, there is no benefit to give?"

Wang Yang asked, looking sideways at the old monk.

"brother!!"

Luo Jian was in a hurry.

Holy emperor, that's a god, and his cousin should take care of the gods for benefits.!

However, the next development even surprised him.

I saw the old monk folded his hands together and chanted the Buddha in a low voice.

"Holy Emperor said, if you can successfully let him germinate, he can give you ten drops of spiritual spirit of faith."

"really?"

Wang Yang's eyes lit up and asked repeatedly.

Wang Yang has always been most troubled because of lack of mental power, cultivation of the Ziyang Mantra, and invasion of outside demons, which is unbearable.

If a Holy Emperor grants a spiritual fluid of faith, then his own strength must rise quickly.

wrong.

Wang Yang pondered slightly and secretly said: Damn, flat peach is a fetish. How easy is it to let it sprout?There must be a lot of Ziyang Lingye, otherwise, it is difficult to plant.

Wang Yang raised his head and said, "Old monk, aren't you kidding? Besides that, the Holy Emperor didn't express anything else?

For example, first give only some spiritual spirits or something?"

Insufficient spiritual fluid, it is impossible to successfully plant flat peach, even, it is very likely that it will die after suffering.

Besides, as long as you give yourself spiritual fluid, your strength must be greatly improved.

Suddenly, Wang Yang was full of hope, looking at the old monk, hoping that he would suddenly tell himself that the Holy Emperor had also ordered that he forgot.

Obviously, the abacus in Wang Yang's heart did not start.

The old monk shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, the Holy Emperor didn't say anything else, just sent the peach core into the hands of Laona."

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"Brother, what does that old monk mean?"

Luo Jian asked, on the way back.

Wang Yang pondered a little and said, "This is a transaction. Before, in the main hall, the Holy Emperor blessed him as a benefit."

"That's really Peach?"

"Probably."

Wang Yang nodded and said: "The mysterious realm is boundless. In myths and legends, the heavens and the like may or may not exist. However, there are many kinds of gods and spirits.

For example, lobster."

Luo Jian suddenly.

The name of Flat Peach does not have to be a thing in heaven, perhaps, it is some kind of supernatural thing, but it is only obtained by the Holy Emperor, and he hopes that Wang Yang will succeed in planting.

"But how do we plant it!"

Saint Emperor is difficult to plant, Luo Jian is hard to imagine, what exactly do his two brothers need to grow successfully?

"You forget, our special culture medium?"

"Oh."

Luo Jian expressed his understanding.

In the car, it was quiet again.

However, after a while, Luo Jian was curious again and said, "Brother, what is your current strength?"

"Physical strength is almost a kilo."

"Jianjin?"

Luo Jian was shocked and said, "Brother, do you mean that your strength has reached the limit of Ming Jin?"

Wang Yang shook his head and said: "Ming Jin, there is no limit, but ordinary people, it is difficult to break through.

In fact, my strength has already reached more than 800 kg, otherwise, it was impossible to fight with Nobita for so long before.

With this breakthrough, there was very little improvement in strength.

Before, I have obtained another kind of information from the heritage.

Martial arts cultivation is a cultivation of the flesh.

The so-called Ming Jin is nothing more than training physical strength.

It's just that human flesh is not only skin but also bones.

Once the muscle strength is too great and exceeds the bearing capacity of the bones, it will press the bones of the whole body.

So, next, if I want to increase my strength again, I must increase the strength of my bones."

Wang Yang paused for a moment and said, "In my inheritance, this stage of cultivation is called bone refining."

"Bone refining?"

Luo Jian stopped the car and stared at Wang Yang with wide eyes.

He also walks on martial arts. Of course, he knows that there is no such thing as bone refining at the state of martial arts. Generally speaking, the strength of a thousand pounds is the peak of Mingjin.

After that, if you want to increase your strength again, you must break through and enter the dark.

What is dark energy.

In his understanding, it is actually the so-called internal force in the martial arts novels.

However, now Wang Yang told him that there is still a bone refining process in his inheritance.

how can that be?

Wang Yang nodded and said, "The so-called dark energy is, in fact, a process of refining and refining gas.

The so-called essence refers to the flesh and blood of the body, dark energy is to refine the flesh and blood into a energy.

However, if you can raise your own qi and blood limit before refining Qi, then the benefits are huge when you really break through the dark energy.

The so-called leapfrogging, but between hands."

"Brother, you mean, I have to go through this bone refining process?"